ㅤ  rule i.  ㅤ : Minors DNI
18+ required, 21+ preferred for all roleplay Sorry, this is not negotiable.ㅤ  rule ii.  ㅤ : IC ≠ OOC
In-character interactions are not indicative of OOC ideas, opinions, or feelings. Though I may use his name as a moniker, I am not my character; please respect that boundary.ㅤ  rule iii.  ㅤ : Privacy
OOC I am a very private person and usually do not share personal information. Please do not press me for any personal information.ㅤ  rule iv.  ㅤ : Don't Be A Dick
Respect and consent are required. I feel like this doesn't need further explaination.

ㅤ  Info v.  ㅤ : Lawful Evil
This character's alignment is Lawful Evil. She methodically takes what she wants within the limits of her own morals. She is aloof, manipulative, and unapologetic to those she offends.ㅤ  Info vi.  ㅤ : RP Style
Preferred RP style is med-long form, narrative RP; 3rd person narration only. I will typically match energy for partners with different styles to an extent. I am open to short and long-term stories with this characterㅤ  Info vii.  ㅤ : Lore
This character does not have a happy story, nor a happy ending. Please be aware of the following content warnings when asking or delving into this character's backstory: murder, torture, medical abuse, imprisonment, and deathㅤ  Info viii.  ㅤ : Relationships
This character is non-monogamous and non-committal. She is uninterested in most relationships or 'settling down'. But feel free to try.

❝ If I could just lay my head down and rest... ❞

 about  Meraii is not easily impressed. The world offers her little that she has not already seen, and most encounters fail to hold her interest for long. Her aloof and disinterested personality sometimes coming off as cold or rude. Yet with a smirk and a glance, she can keep conversation flowing as effortlessly as the smoke from her pipe, but only should something catch her eye.She is a woman who values those with strong convictions; like-minds who hold themselves to a standard rather than to the expectations of those around them. She respects those who do what must be done for their own preservation and feels no shame when she follows the same path. For you see, lurking beneath the calculation and the indifference lies a dangerous allure: a charm that draws others close, unaware that they stand before a creature who has long since learned that people are disposable.

 Argyros Murga 
Theirs is not a story of love, nor one that asks for promises. When they meet, it is with fire; brief, consuming, and gone again with the dawn. But for those moments, the world narrows to just the two of them, and that, perhaps, is enough, even if just for the night.

 Fimmér Nimh 
Though neither are prone to sentiment, their interest is evident in the way they find each other time and again, both within the crowd and beyond it. What blooms between them is unhurried, unspoken, and perhaps all the more genuine for it.

 Kett Sapria 
Their arrangement is delightfully simple: open flirtation, good company, and a physical connection neither of them feels the need to complicate. Instead, they enjoy each other freely, trying new things, keeping the nights lively, and respecting each other’s autonomy without question.
A comfortable, carefree indulgence; exactly as they prefer it.

 Flood of Light 
Meraii carries an abnormally high concentration of primordial Light-aspected aether within her body; an echo of her time on the First. To those attuned to aether, her presence is impossible to ignore; the air around her hums with radiant pressure, sharp and blinding to the senses. Those unfortunate, or curious enough to see it directly, are often overwhelmed by its intensity, as though gazing into the heart of a star.

 Holistic Healer 
During her years among the Vii of the First, Meraii showed little talent for traditional spellcraft. Her grasp of elemental magic was tenuous at best, but where others wove power outward, she learned to turn it inward. Guided by healers of the Greatwood, she honed the delicate art of manipulating aether within the body itself, mending flesh and spirit through balance rather than force. What she lacks in raw magical might, she compensates for with precision and an intuitive understanding of the living flow.

Where to Find

 Crystalline Form 
The fractures that trace along her skin shimmer with the purest crystal—bearing a striking resemblance to that of the Crystal Tower itself. At times, they pulse softly beneath the surface, catching the light as though something within them stirs and breathes, alive yet silent.
What began as a desperate salvation has become a living reminder of her curse; a slow crystallization that will one day claim her body in full, should the light ever outgrow its cage.

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